Magnus strode toward him. “I didn’t call you because I’m tired of you only wanting me around when you need something. I’m tired of watching you be in love with someone else. Someone who incidentally will never love you back. Not the way I do”

“You love me?”

“You stupid Nephilim.” Magnus said patiently. “Why else am I here?
Why else would I have spent the past few weeks patching up all your
moronic friends every time they got hurt? And getting you out of every
ridiculous situation you found yourself in. Not to mention helping you
win a battle against Valentine. And all completely free of charge!”

“Ruwedel’s dogged retracing of the layered histories of the American West does not merely seek out and reveal the incidental traces of those who have traversed, or attempted to claim it. The conjunction of his photographs and his captions helps to summon up what has been buried, repressed or forgotten as a visible absence, a lacunae in a landscape whose absolution is that it persists in spite of our interests. Thus the sense of quiet in his beautiful prints, the laconic gesture of the sidelong light, the graduated progression toward an irreducible distance, the fading softness of his shadows: these effects impose a less frenetic measure of time on our sense of western space, and in the visceral breadth and depth of that time, we are invited to take a fuller accounting of history. We are invited to re-imagine what is absent within a landscape whose customary use has been the production of wealth, waste, escape or oblivion.”

fear-my-logic, incidentally, it was a gang of anti-feminists who harassed and attacked me when I said I wasn’t comfortable with labeling myself feminist because of historical and current issues with trans people (TERFs are marginalized within the movement, but they’re still vocal and dangerous), because I wasn’t willing to also spit on it and commit myself to its destruction. Feminists I’ve dealt with have never objected and complained, and it was even a feminist blog where I first saw a (feminist) comic about how it’s acceptable for people like me and others who have historically been harmed by feminism to not label ourselves such and it doesn’t necessarily mean misogyny or a rejection of feminism’s goals or principles.

So, yeah, my personal lived experiences about how #NYS is a haven for marginalized people to talk freely and have their own opinion which evil feminists and SJWs won’t let them have? Already a load of terrible bullshit according to my lived experiences from before Gamergate or #NYS were even things. Anti-feminists have always tried to claim that feminism is a hate group that rejects people and they’re so much more accepting, but attacked anyone who doesn’t completely follow the party line, and it’s always been shit. Feminism has been exclusionary and materially harmful to marginalized women at many points, even to the point that some of them aren’t comfortable calling themselves feminist, but that’s not the same thing as being a “hate group.” Meanwhile, what anti-feminism does to anyone who doesn’t agree 100% with it? That’s hate group tactics straight out of the playbook.

So stow your disingenuous bullshit and rampant projection, because I have never and will never be fooled by this endless line of shit, because I already know too much about the sort of people you’re defending and standing up for.

I will give you a word of caution, though – there may come a day when you question or disagree with some part of what they say, where you think about changing or disagreeing. They will not be any kinder to you because of your years of loyal service.

I logged put of tumblr on my computer deleted the bookmark. I love tumblr but I feel like I will be more satisfied with my days if I spend more of my time doing things like reading and playing fire emblem or whatever… Even though scrolling through tumblr feels like a stim to me, I’m still getting annoyed at myself for not doing things so. Maybe.

I rearranged my bookmarks, too, because they looked wrong when Tumblr was gone. Incidentally, now whenever I go for Tumblr I end up on Habitica staring my to-do list in the face.

Over the last few hours I have fought off multiple urges to post tumultuous thoughts, struggled not to spit them out pn facebook instead, and ended up hyperfocusing on Lucina cosplay tutorials and stuff. As much as I wish I could get right into trying it out, I should probably give it a few months so that I actually have the spoons to do it, not to mention the money, and then I can go to a con. (For the first time in… seven years?? I went to Kumoricon in like 10th grade as Amaterasu)

Maybe I need to find a project.

Anyway, I will be mostly tumblring from mobile for a while, for whatever that’s worth. I will generally be here less.

What do you usually eat for breakfast? plain yoghurt with red berry or apple cinnamon crunchy müsli. I’m not a big breakfast fan honestly, but I find yoghurt a lot easier to eat than bread in the mornings

If you could only watch one movie for the rest of your life, what would you pick? uhhhh PROBABLY eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, or maybe mulholland drive

Are you a night owl or a morning bird? night owl forever, current time is 4.52, so like

What’s the best present you ever got? probably my loudspeakers. they’ve seen so much use.

What would your patronus be? small songbird

Do you identify with your zodiac sign? HAH WELL, aries are stereotypically loud and dominant people which is probably true, but I don’t peg myself as that confrontational or impulsive. I used to really not identify with my sign, but I’ve grown into it. one of my coworkers sometimes calls me a typical aries. so well maybe! in general I don’t buy into zodiacs at all, but they can be a bit of fun.

Who is your ultimate OTP? can’t say I have one! I have a lot of ships I like but not one particular that rules them all.